Trade It All(79)

Kenzi was a blissful new bride.

Honestly, the lead could be another dead end. Literally.

Or it might be nothing.

All he’d uncovered was the name of a nurse who had also gone missing during the same time frame. What the investigator had found unnerving was how little attention any of the deaths had received either from the authorities or the papers. Either each incident was unrelated or someone very powerful had paid plenty to cover something up.

Ian would think Lance was paranoid if he tried to tell him.

Grant would need more evidence before believing what Lance’s gut was beginning to suspect.

Aunt Patrice, were you a sick enough woman to kill your sister’s child? Were you that jealous of her that you’d do anything to hurt her?

Did my mother suspect you? Is that why she had a breakdown?

You ruined my father’s career.

How much did you take away from us?

Lance sent a text to the one brother he knew would believe him and who would take the truth with him to the grave if doing so was best for the family. Andrew was deployed on a mission he couldn’t discuss, but when following leads that were twenty-eight years old, a few more days or weeks wouldn’t make a difference.

Andrew, call me when you get a chance. We need to talk.

THE END